Unfortunately, it seems there is a whole lot of harm to be done in attempting to write a children’s book with Furboa.

Just about the time your eyebrows start to grow back PETA comes knocking on your roof with a giant vat of red paint, dropped via helicopter.

To counteract all the harm that was done with the 200 or so trials at perfecting exactly how to make paper taste like bunnies you give up and become an animal rights advocate.

Unfortunately, just as you start to become known as a revolutionary progressing the bunny-species around the world towards equality, people find out that plants have feelings and due to the fact your world travels to animal-rights conventions made you neglect your porch plants P.A.P.T.S. (Aka “Plants Are People, Too, Sorta”) came knocking at your door.

While they really didn’t mean any harm, they knocked a little too hard, pushing the door over and crushing you to your death.

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